Next thing I know, I'm in this joint lecturing on sticky prices and the elasticity of gasoline demand while....yo, blonde guy, you have any termites I could nosh?
Where was I....yeah, the blog....I figured the best way to get out of this gig was to do a personal blog, maybe go on the TED circuit, you know, get recognized as a thought leader.
But that damn vlogger Zola in Dallas stepped on those dreams with the splishy-splashy dance, ten million views first day, sucked the air right out of the room and.....could I get a few more of those ants, the black kind not the fire ones, too spicy...where was I again?
Oh yeah, Zola...
